Arrogant
Bias, for the greater good.
Suffer in silence, prosper in paradise.
A new light will become a new pit of darkness.
Wretched spawn of Persephone.
Disgusting paranoia fills the fog with toxic storms,
drifting through the night sky.
Rotten seeds are the roots for the forest of lust.
Asking for that glorious purpose.
What can’t be given, must be taken.
Someone like you cannot hope to control this energy.
Your power will be offered to the gods as well now.
Disappear into oblivion.
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